An experiment in terribleness
by Talespinner69
Summary: There are some Loud House stories out there that are good. Likewise, there are some Loud House stories out there that are bad. I made this one bad on purpose as part of an experiment that I'm doing. Also, it's a parody series, so try not to get TOO nettled. (CANCELED)
1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Loud House' or any other property in this work that I did not make myself. Any resemblance in this work to any other work is meant to be seen as a parody.

An experiment in terribleness

Luna and Sam participate in the Purge

The Louds were at their house in Royal Woods, Michigan, one day that was getting close to late evening to early night. Inside the living room, Lynn Sr. was hurriedly nailing boards over all of the windows, the ones upstairs having already been boarded up. Likewise, some of Lynn Sr.'s children were going about in something of a panic as they check for any possible location in the house that someone could use to force their way onto the premises.

…The children that _weren_'_t_ freaking out like judgment day had come at last, that is; Lori was banging her head into one of the walls, Luan had somehow acquired a bright neon pink dildo the size and length of a lightsaber and was wielding it as if it _was_ a lightsaber, Lucy was on her knees and had her hands together in prayer as she prayed to God to not have anyone bust their way into the house tonight, and the twins Lola and Lana were so wound up with worry that they were dressed as each other.

And this is nothing to say of how Rita, Lynn Sr.'s wife, was acting; she had a bottle of red wine that she was drinking straight from the bottle. When it was drained dry, the Loud matriarch, very clearly smashed off her rocker, took the now empty wine bottle and, holding its neck in her right hand, swung it against a wall causing it to break. The jagged ends of what used to be part of the wine bottle's body gleamed ominously in the shine of light that was cast on them, as well as a few stray drops of wine.

"Let thoshe fuckersh come, I shay!" Rita slurred drunkenly and loudly, "I'll shank them all with thish oh there's shtill shome wine left on the inshide of the bottle." Rita then held the broken end of the wine bottle up to her face so she could lick out the last bits of wine droplets on the inside of the bottle. However, and very predictably, she ended up cutting her tongue on one of the sharp ends of the broken bottle's body. "Fuck!" Rita swore loudly, "The wine bottle betrayed me!"

"Everyone, keep your shit together!" Lynn Sr. yelled, making everyone take pause and turn to face him. Sighing, Lynn Sr. continued, "Look, I know what's going to be happening starting at seven has us all freaking the fuck out. I understand that full well. But acting like Twinkies when they see a fat chick walk up to them is not going to help the thirteen of us get through the night any easier! In fact, it'll only make things easier for people wanting to break in to do any matter of criminal activity to us!"

"Whose idea was it to legalize the Purge and make it a real, yearly thing anyway?" Luan practically screamed out of extreme worry, "You do realize that Leni was raped three times during last year's Purge, don't you?!"

"Actually, Luan," Lisa began to point out in her boring nerd voice that doesn't endear her to anyone and I don't give a fuck what you say, "Leni wasn't raped three times last year, she _committed rape_ three times last year." As Lisa talked about Leni's actions during the previous Purge, Charles the family dog had a worried look on his face as he whined out of fear.

"We still need to get our shit together!" Lynn Sr. snapped at everyone, "It's about five minutes until seven, so we have to do what we can in case anyone tries busting into the house while the Purge is in effect!" Snapping at his panicking daughters in appropriate order, Lynn Sr. demanded, "Lori, quit banging your head into the wall! Luan, give Junior her dildo back! Lucy, you're a Goth so you don't get to pray to God, pray to Satan instead like you're supposed to! Lola and Lana, give each other their clothes back! Luna, go upstairs and get us some of your electric guitars, they'll make for useful bludgeons to hit home invaders with!"

When no response came from Luna, Lynn Sr. looked around for a bit. "…Where the fuck did that dike daughter of mine go off to this time?" Lynn Sr. muttered to himself.

"She went to Sam's," Lincoln provided, drawing a truly horrified look out of Lynn Sr., "She said something about participating in the Purge with Sam."

Sighing in a resigned tone, Lynn Sr. remarked with an indifferent shrug, "Oh well, so I'm going to lose a daughter tonight. Meh, I'll still have, like, nine left over. And I still have Lincoln, who I need to pass on the family name as he's the only boy and only boys can pass down family names since girls are supposed to take their husband's name upon marriage because the world in run by men, as it should be."

"I'm going to take my wife's name upon marriage," Lincoln said.

Falling to his knees, Lynn Sr. looked up at the ceiling as he held his clenched hands up while shouting, "NNNNNNNOOOOOOOO!"

* * *

Right at the stroke of seven PM, Luna and Sam walked out the front door of the Sharp family house. "Hot diggity fuck, the Purge is now officially in effect!" Sam exclaimed. Turning to face her smoking hot girlfriend, Sam said, "You ready to rob some people fucking blind tonight, sweetness?"

"Totally," Luna replied in a tone of agreement, "I mean, the people who use the Purge as an excuse to kill care only about getting to kill. There's just so much wasted potential for them to strike it rich on nights like tonight, ya' know?"

The two teenage girls, armed with multiple weapons each, proceeded to begin their Purge night activities. The first thing that either of them did was hijack a Hummer that was driving through that part of the neighborhood. Sam shot the front window, with the bullet going through and hitting the fat mid-fifties man driving the Hummer square in the forehead, killing him instantly and making his equally fat wife reach over to stomp on the breaks so the Hummer wouldn't crash.

"What the fuck is wrong with you girls?!" the fat woman screamed in anguish, given that Sam had just widowed her.

Aiming a gun of her own at the fat lady's forehead, Luna merely said, "Happy Purge-oween." The purple dressed Loud girl then pulled the trigger on her gun, bringing the total kill count that she and Sam had scored up to two. With both fat people dead, the girls stole the Hummer, with Sam having to drag the fat man she killed out of the seat first. The two teenage girls also took some time to loot the two fat people before getting in the Hummer and driving off, running over the fat man in the process and causing his guts to squish right out of his mouth like some sort of macabre toothpaste.

* * *

The two teenage girls had a blast in their Purge escapades; the first thing that they did was crash through the gates of Tetherby manner, storming Lord Tetherby's manor, and killing everyone they found until they found the fat man himself. They forced him to unlock his safe that he had in his mansion, then when the safe was open, Sam proceeded to shoot Tetherby in the head and kill him while Luna went about stuffing some of the duffle bags that she brought with her full of the safe's contents. Luna ended up filling one and a half duffle bags, with the space in the half full bag being used to hold all of the bottles of alcohol that Sam acquired when she raided the liquor cabinet.

The girls decided to retrieve all of their gear from the Hummer because they decided to steal the limo that Tetherby had in his garage; also, the limo was much more fuel efficient than the Hummer, and the girls wanted to ride and raid in style. As the girls drove off in Tetherby's white limo, with Sam at the wheel, they eventually came across their next target, which was Flip's food and fuel. Luna and Sam had discussed with one another in length about how this was one of the places that they wanted to raid during their Purge night activities.

…

"Read the script, pussy," Sam said as she held a gun to Flip's head with her right hand while handing him a seventy-page spiral bound notebook with her left; the notebook had some lines that Sam wrote out ahead of time. Also, while Sam was threatening Flip into reading the script that she wrote, Luna pulled out and turned on a handheld tape recorder.

The fat cheap fuck that ran a shady convenience store cried as he was on his knees, his hands tied behind his back with hemp rope that Sam carries around with her at all times because reasons. Sobbing like the pathetic little cat shit he was, Flip stammered as he read the script, "My n-name is Flip, and I l-l-like Princess P-Pony a-and I have a f-funny looking wiener a-a-and…oh God, oh God please don't make me say that la-"

Flip's inelegant blubbering was cut off when Sam pistol-whipped him on the left side of his head with her handgun that she was threatening him with. "Say it, you fat sack of shit," Sam said, hissing the threat through her teeth.

"And I like giving money to charity-he-he-he!" Flip cried out in anguish as he was forced to read the rest of the script for his life, "Now, if y-you'll excuse m-me, I'm g-going to h-have to b-blow this fat f-fuck's brains out OH GOD NO-" Flip was cut off when Sam shot him in the head, blowing his brains out all over the floor.

"Ah ha, that was fucking wicked, babe!" Luna laughed, slapping her right knee as Sam had nonchalantly kicked Flip's body over. Looking around the convenience store, Luna said, "You want to raid the place now? Because not only should there be a royal fuck ton of money in the register, but we can also pillage this place for some serious munchies."

"Yeah, killing this fat sack of shit made me a bit peckish," Sam admitted as she began to look around Flip's store for something to eat, "I swear, if this place doesn't carry those honey mustard and onion flavored pretzel bits that I like so much, I'm going to shoot Flip's dead fat ass."

* * *

As it turned out, Flip's store did carry the snack that Sam wanted, so as a token of consideration to the late Flip, Sam did not shoot his corpse in the ass. Instead, she merely emptied her bladder on his deceased remains, because she had to take a piss either way. As the girls left Flip's store, with bags full of money and various snacks and drinks that they looted from the place, Luna doused Flip and the vast majority of the inside of his store in barbecue lighter fluid before she tossed a lit long match into the store, burning it all down.

With two car jackings, two robberies, one case of arson and twelve murders (admittedly most of those murders were butlers), Luna and Sam had already done more than enough to get them both put away for life. A good thing that it was the Purge, otherwise they _would_ have been totally screwed by now. As the two teenage girls drove in their limo that they stole, Luna said suddenly as she looked out the window, "Sam, dude, stop it here!"

"What's up, hotness?" Sam asked her totally spankable girlfriend as she brought the limo to a screeching halt.

"I just saw those fuckers Hawk and Hank go into a house that looks like where one of them lives," Luna said, "I want to fucking kill them."

"I'll help," Sam said as she and Luna got out of the limo and went into the house after Hawk and Hank. The two girls soon found the boys, and before either of them could turn to face who they heard come up from behind them, Luna and Sam shot and killed them both.

"Oh my goodness, you killed my Hawky-poo!" an old lady's voice called out, making the girls turn and see a really old fat lady waiving a cane at them. "How dare you kill my grandson and his boyfriend!" the fat old lady said, "I ought to teach you little bitches a-" Hawk's grandmother was cut off when Sam nonchalantly pulled a gun out and shot her in the forehead, killing her and dropping her body to the floor.

As Hawk's grandmother laid dead, Luna turned to Sam and said, "What do you want to do now?"

Putting her gun away, Sam said, "Meh, maybe we'll raid this place to see if there's anything of value that we can steal. After that, I was planning to rape you."

Nodding in agreement, Luna said, "Yeah, that sounds like a totally balling wait you want to rape me?"

"Well we haven't had sex yet, and I'm tired waiting for it," Sam explained, "So I was just going to force it tonight, since it's currently legal and all."

"Sam, if all you want is to have sex with me, then all you had to do was ask," Luna remarked.

"…Seriously?" the blond Sharp girl asked, looking mildly surprise.

Nodding once, Luna said, "Yeah, you don't have to force it or anything. I'm totally down to make the beast with two backs with you. All you have to do is ask."

Looking to both sides of the room that she and Luna were currently in, Sam then looked to Luna and asked, "You want to fuck on the old lady's bed?"

"Let me find Hawk's room first so I can take a shit in his sheets," Luna replied, drawing an agreeing nod out of Sam. And so, after Luna answered a call of nature, using the one corner of Hawk's cover sheet to wipe, the two teen girls lost their virginity to each other, on the bed of an old fat lady that Sam killed.

* * *

The following morning at seven fifteen AM, a good few minutes or so after the Purge came to an end, the Louds that were still in the house began to take the boards they had put up down, given that the danger had passed. "If Luna's dead, I'm keeping the bedroom to myself," Luan said as she assisted Lori in taking a board over the main window in the living room down.

"Understandable," Lori replied as she nodded in agreement, "It's literally Luna's fault for wanting to participate in the Purge anyway, so she better take the-"

"Some-" Luna's voice said outside the house, then she kicked in the door and said, "-BODY once told me the world ain't gonna roll me!" Luna's entrance had not only cut Lori off, but Luna and Sam walked into the house, carrying the fruits of their Purge night labors. As the Loud siblings began to crowd around, Luna said with a hint of pride in her tone, "Guess who here in Royal Woods just shot up into the one percent?"

"Yay!" Lola cheered, "Now we don't have to do poor jokes in the show anymore!"

Jerking a thumb over her shoulder, Luna said, "You and the others go out to the limo and start help with unloading everything into the house. Also, Hawk and Hank are dead."

"Yes!" Lincoln cheered as he pumped a fist into the air.

END

Author's notes:

…Yeah, this was my attempt at writing a completely nonsense 'bad' LH story, with the intent to poke fun at other stories that people rip into for being so terrible. Overall, this was just all in good fun and is not meant to have any real bearing on any of my serious works, so please take it with a grain of salt.

I'll consider suggestions for plots for future chapters. Let's have some fun together!


	2. Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Loud House' or any other property in this work that I did not make myself. Any resemblance in this work to any other work is meant to be seen as a parody.

An experiment in terribleness

So this is basically Loudcest

Hey kiddos! Did you know about Loudcest? It's a special sub-group of stories occasionally written by members of the Loud House fandom that tries its damnest to convince the rest of the fandom at large that Lincoln Loud's favorite song is Sweet Home Alabama.

How does a Loudcest story kick off, you may ask? Well it's rather simple, actually. They usually kick off with the man with the plan himself, that being Lincoln, coming back from school or some other thing that he comes back from being down in the dumps. One of his many sisters sees their only brother like this and decides that it is up to them to try and cheer the white-haired boy up by any means necessary. By _any_ means necessary. By _**any**_ means necessary.

But which sister is it that takes it upon herself to be there for Lincoln in his time of need? Well look no further than the Wheel o' sisters! This handy dandy lottery wheel, with ten equal-sized wedges each with a different Loud sister's name on them, will determine the lucky Loud girl that gets to mack on her brother. *Gives wheel a spin* Around and round the Wheel o' sisters goes! Where it will stop, nobody-

*Wheel o' sisters stops on Lisa*

*Person who spun wheel looks a little surprised, turned to look offstage at someone*

*Harshly whispers* Hey, are we aloud to do this? I mean, Lisa's only four-years-old. *Gets harsh whispers back* There are ones out there where Lincoln is shipped with Lily? *nod, nod, nod* Oh well, the wheel determines all, I guess. *Turns back to look at audience*

Well it looks like little Lisa is the lucky sister of the day who gets to get lucky with Lincoln! Won't that be a barrel of laughs! And given Lisa's high IQ, no doubt she has all sorts of tricks that will let her get away with making her big brother hers. As a matter of fact, I can already see how things will start up between the two of them!

…

Lincoln walks into his bedroom after having a harsh day at school or some shit like that. Sitting on the side of his bed, the white-haired boy breaths a resigned, upset sigh to himself. He would have gone on to remain in solitude like this, but his bedroom door opened and in walked Lisa, his second-youngest sister.

"Greetings, older brother unit," Lisa said, "I was in the middle of doing some manner of super scientific super nerd bullshit that over ninety-five percent of people who ever lived can never hope to understand, but I was distracted when I heard you sigh in a resigned tone. What's up?"

"My teacher was being a jackass today," Lincoln said, "Then the coach picked me up and shoved me head-first into a trash can, then the Principal's pet poodle who he had to bring to the school with him today tried to hump my leg." Slapping is hands on the surface of his mattress in a way that showed frustration, Lincoln exclaimed, "My life fucking sucks!"

Patting her older brother on his left knee, Lisa said, "There, there, no need to remain so upset, Lincoln. In fact, I know how you can feel better right away, something that will go a long way to bring you out of the dumps."

"Oh?" Lincoln said as he turned to face his little sister, "And what might that be?"

"I was actually going to look into asking you to assist me with some…" Lisa began, only to stop short before hissing some air into her mouth through her teeth before she continued in a sort of seductive tone, "…_Experimenting_."

…

The rest of the standard Loudcest story formula more or less follows the same pattern from here on out. After Lincoln gets back home from a bad day at school or at a friend's place or at the strip club or whatever it is that he got back from, only to be tended to by a more than eager to help him sister which in this case ends up being Lisa, the bond between Lincoln and Lisa goes on to grow beyond being a mere brother-sister bond.

But the growing love between Lincoln and Lisa, a love that is romantic in nature mind you, will not have an easy time finding acceptance. In fact, sooner or later some of the other Loud sisters will be finding out about it, and their reactions will vary, depending on the sister in question.

If it's Lori, you can bet that she will flip her lid while saying the word 'literally' every five words or so, because saying 'literally' every five words or so is something she does, apparently. If it's Leni that stumbles upon the secret love between Lincoln and Lisa, she will express surprise that a brother and a sister _can_ be an item.

Luna will be jelly, Luan will crack an incest joke, Lynn will do something jock like, Lucy will ask ghosts for advice about how to handle the new relationship between Lincoln and Lisa, Lana and Lola will play in the mud and try to tattle on Lincoln and Lisa respectively, and Lily will just sit there as she shits herself because baby.

Lincoln and Lisa will overcome many hurdles in their efforts to become united in their newfound romantic feelings for one another, but by the end of everything, when all has been said and done, the two Loud siblings will get to a point where they can remain together, small-minded people who think that any of their future kids will be like 'The hills have eyes' be damned. It's a very heartwarming tale for the ages that is bound to put a smile on the faces of all readers, a tale that reminds all of us that love can be found even in the most unexpected of places.

So what are you waiting for? Get cracking on your very own Loudcest story today!

END

Author's notes:

This chapter, as it should be obvious, is meant to be a parody of the 'So this is basically' videos on YouTube by JelloApocalypse. If any of you have any suggestions for a future chapter like, then leave them in the comments. I already have a few ideas, but I would still like to hear from all of you guys. I also have an idea for another series of chapters in this story that I want to try and take a crack at, but I still want to hear from you guys about what we can pull off here.


	3. Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Loud House' or any other property in this work that I did not make myself. Any resemblance in this work to any other work is meant to be seen as a parody.

An experiment in terribleness

A perfect being makes a perfect announcement

A good number of people were hanging out in someone's living room, watching TV. Among that lot included Patrick Star, SwaySway and Buhdeuce, Sanjay and Craig, as well as Fanboy and ChumChum, were all hanging out in the living room of where SwaySway and Buhdeuce live with each other. The lot of them, aside from Patrick who was in the kitchen making something to eat, were watching the local news as the news anchor was going on about something.

"…Leading to more than twelve-thousand people confirmed dead in the wake of the single most violent and deadly rampage in history," the news anchor said as a picture of Hamtaro was shown on the news, "Coming up, did you know how much money you can save on your electric bill by using a simple trick with materials you can find laying around your house? We turn now to our special interest segment with Eugene Krabbs."

The news then shifted to show Mr. Krabbs sitting behind a table with a few metal coffee cans and a roll of black electrical tape. "Thanks, Mickey," Mr. Krabbs said as he had his head turned to the right side of the screen, then he continued when he turned to face the viewers at home, "Hey there, folks, do you like saving money? Well I sure as shit do. And I'm about to share with you a little trick that will save you no less than-"

The greedy crustacean was cut off when a blasting beam of energy burst into the studio from the side Mr. Krabbs was facing before he turned back to face the audience. This happening on TV got the attention of everyone in the living room. "Dude!" Sanjay exclaimed as there was some mild static on the screen, "What the fuck just happened?!"

…

Over in the news studio where the news was being broadcasted live, Mr. Krabbs and some of the other people in that area where Mr. Krabb's segment was being filmed where cowering and whimpering in terror as a lone figure walked into that area. This lone person was tall, muscular (very much so), and had fair skin, freckles under each of his eyes, a chipped tooth that stuck out, and a large shock of white hair that stuck up and out at a number of angles.

He also wore a gold circlet with a blue gem in the center, a pair of small gold earrings, golden bands around his biceps, black armbands with white ridges, a golden necklace that matched his circlet, a pair of purple form-fitting pants, black boots with white ridges and green toes, and around his waist he wore a greenish-colored fur pelt around his waist that flows on the backside. Aside from all of this, this mysterious, very buff character simply _radiated_ power.

As the mysterious being walked to stand in front of the camera, Mr. Krabbs was able to scrape up some bravado and walk up to him. "Hey, what's the big idea, you muscle-bound galoot?" the greedy crustacean demanded, "Trying to steal me spotlight? Why I oughta-" Mr. Krabbs was cut off when the mysterious person grabbed him by his neck, lifted him up with only the hand that he was using to grab his neck, then held his free hand in front of Mr. Krabb's face.

With a self-amused smirk, the scary buff character said, "I was never fond of seafood anyway." The mystery person then cast an energy attack that pierced Mr. Krabb's head, leaving literally nothing of his face left, save for a hole that was where the face used to be.

In the duck boys' living room, the guys that were watching all cried out in shock; Chumchum even threw up. As the boys all slowly started to get over their shock, they saw on the TV as the mysterious buff person tossed Mr. Krabb's corpse to the side without a care in the world. The boys then watched with horror as the mysterious person turned to face the camera again.

"…Hello, people of the world," the mysterious person said, "My name…is Perfect Lincoln. And I am here to make a glorious announcement."

"Please say you're leaving the channel forever," Craig said as he started to pray, "Please say you're leaving the channel forever, please say you're leaving the channel forever, please say you're leaving the channel forever-"

"I am leaving the channel forever…" Perfect Lincoln said.

"YAHOO!" Craig exclaimed, sounding elated.

"…After I kill everyone else here," Perfect Lincoln continued.

"Oh no!" Craig exclaimed, sounding pants-pissingly terrified.

"Unless…" Perfect Lincoln said as he went on.

Craig gasped in worry about what the catch that this truly terrifyingly powerful person may put on the populace of the channel. "One of you can produce a warrior powerful enough to best me in single combat," Perfect Lincoln said as he went on to explain the ultimatum that he was going to force everyone to abide by, "Ladies and gentlemen, I hereby announce the beginning of the one and only Loud Games, the greatest fighting tournament to ever be hosted! …Brought to you by Pop Tarts."

The guys in the living room stared on at the TV as they all heard Perfect Lincoln announce his grand fighting tournament. "You…" Fanboy said as he looked on in dumbfoundedness, "…You cannot be serious."

Over in the hijacked news studio, Perfect Lincoln said to the camera, "Make no mistake, good people. This is no mere jest on my part. You see, after The Loud House became the best show on this channel, I felt little challenge going up against the lot of you in the ratings. So I figured that the only way to get a rush is to go against some of you in glorious one-on-one combat! So if you don't want to die, then I better get a good fight at the Loud Games!" At the end of that dialogue, Perfect Lincoln added quickly, "Be a part of the conversation on twitter at #Loudgames."

Looking at his smartphone, SwaySway said, "Aaaaaand he's already trending."

Pointing at the camera, Perfect Lincoln said, "You pathetic sideshow attractions better bring you're a-game to the Loud Games. I'm serious! Show me your moves! Give me a challenge! Eat three gummy vitamins instead of two before fighting me! I'll know if you sandbag me, and trust me when I say…" Stopping short, Perfect Lincoln let out a sinister chuckle before continuing, "…That sandbagging me is a fatal mistake." As the guys in the duck boys' living room all had shivers go down their spines, Perfect Lincoln went on, "Also being a fatal mistake is if none of those who shows up is able to best me. Because if I win…well…to give you folks at home an idea of what I'm trying to get at…"

In the studio, Perfect Lincoln raised his right hand up so that the palm was aimed as a Nick sign that was an orange splat the size of a bike tire. Perfect Lincoln then fired and energy attack right at that sign, blasting it to smithereens. Looking at the camera, Perfect Lincoln said, "…_That_ is what I will do if and when I win." Pointing at the camera again, Perfect Lincoln said, "I'm giving you all one week to get ready, so pray to god that you will be saved. But here's a spoiler for you." Turning to leave, Perfect Lincoln said, "I won't be listening."

The terrifyingly powerful warrior blasted another hole in another wall so that it led outside of the studio. Perfect Lincoln then floated up and flew out of the hole he made. In the duck boys' living room, everyone just sat there in shock, unable to comprehend what they had just watched.

…But everything picked right back up with the channel suddenly shifted to show Peter Griffin and his wife Lois having sex, with Lois moaning in pleasure all the while; a good thing they were doing it under the covers, though. "Patrick! What the hell?" Buhdeuce exclaimed as he turned to face the stupid starfish.

"He said one week, I'm using it!" Patrick declared defiantly.

END

Author's Notes:

This chapter is meant to be a parody of when Perfect Cell announced the Cell Games in DBZ abridged, as well as lead into some chapters that are meant to parody the Perfect Cell Vs. videos. This is all meant to be in good fun, and I am by no means attempting to rag on the creators of the works that this is based off of. In fact, one of the main reasons I'm doing this is because I have such a high respect for those videos.

Does anyone have any ideas who Perfect Lincoln should go up against?


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